Wednesday, May 18, 2022

A Past Unprotected



reflective memories fly in and out of consciousness

sights and sounds stir silently in the mind's innocence

rights of passage are shared with children's children

and the past never seems to forget its forgotten place;

tired travelers rest in imagination's treehouses that

becomes shelters in the storms of ignorance living

inside their fragile minds of hope and peacefulness

yet left behind when leaving home unexpectedly;

garbage trucks carry away yesterday's detritus and

empty containers are borrowed from the neighbors

once we have thrown away all our photographs taken

quite conspicuously on our last summer vacation;

our hearts were stored in containers as if our dead

bodies lay in caskets to be buried in trash cemeteries

stolen from us by foreign investors after we had stolen

the land from them all those years ago in our dreams;

haunted by the truths of misinformation and doubt

we barter with our souls for salvation from our past

while seeking reparations from aliens who set it into 

motion when invading our universe a millennia ago.



13 May 2020

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